Simply Beautiful
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Debbie Carroll Simply Beautiful sing • dance • dream! 1 ~ Jack Jingle With a knick-knack and padlock I sing a fine Lyrics: Traditional song Tune: Kathy Reid-Naiman © 1997 And all the fine ladies go dancing along l Let’s begin with a traditional counting and action song. According to the old stories, Jack Jingle is the My name is Jack Jingle, the eldest of five same Jack who was the carpenter in the nursery And I can play knick-knack with any alive rhyme ‘This is the House that Jack Built.’ He was (tap someone else – gently) good and kind, and even had a lamb named Liddy With a knick-knack and padlock I sing a fine who followed him everywhere. song My name is Jack Jingle, the very first one And all the fine ladies go dancing along And I can play knick-knack upon my own thumb eve, kathy, ken & nik: vocal harmony chris: trumpet (tap on thumb) ernie: clarinet, soprano saxophone ken: tambourine, With a knick-knack and padlock I sing a fine cricket, jingles kevin: woodblock scott: tuba song And all the fine ladies go dancing along 2 ~ Red-Winged Blackbird David Francey © 1999 Laker Music My name is Jack Jingle, the eldest of two l I live near a pond where red-winged blackbirds And I can play knick-knack upon my own shoe gather as the last snow is melting. What a lot of (tap on foot) noise they make – a joyful clatter announcing the With a knick-knack and padlock I sing a fine arrival of spring. David, who wrote the song, sings song harmony with me here. He says: “Children love to And all the fine ladies go dancing along sing and dance to this song!” Thought I heard a red-winged blackbird My name is Jack Jingle, the eldest of three Red-winged blackbird down my road And I can play knick-knack upon my own knee Thought I heard a red-winged blackbird (tap on knee) Red-winged blackbird down my road With a knick-knack and padlock I sing a fine song 1. He’ll be there beside the river And all the fine ladies go dancing along When winter finally breaks its bones He’ll be king among the rushes My name is Jack Jingle, the eldest of four He’ll be master of his home And I can play knick-knack upon my own door (tap on head) 2. Safe as Moses in the rushes And the way you laugh Builds his home on the river wide What joy you bring Every time I hear him singing eve & kathy: harmony vocals christina: cello Makes me feel like spring inside ernie: soprano saxophone george: double bass ken: guitar, piano sharlene: Celtic harp 3. He’ll be in there singing his heart out He’ll be telling me stories, too 4 ~ Somebody’s Hiding Of where he went to winter last year Debbie Carroll © 2004 SOCAN Of how he’s going back there, too l Peek-a-boo is a terrific game. It can be played david: vocal harmony ben: egg shakers bucky: drums with a scarf, blanket, pop-up book, puppet, or with christina: fiddle dennis: double bass jeff: guitar ken: nothing more than hands covering your eyes! conga, guitars sharlene: Celtic harp Somebody’s hiding Somebody’s hiding 3 ~ Simply Beautiful Somebody’s hiding Debbie Carroll © 2005 socan Peek-a-boo and see! l Every child is unique, and each one is simply beautiful. This cuddle song can be sung to any child, Where are you hiding? at any time of day. Where are you hiding? You’re simply beautiful Where are you hiding? You’re simply beautiful Peek-a-boo and see! You’re simply beautiful To me you are When will I find you? You’re simply beautiful When will I find you? You’re simply beautiful When will I find you? You’re simply beautiful to me Peek-a-boo! Peek-a-boo! Peek-a-boo and see! 1. With the way you grow george: double bass ken: guitar, mandolin And the way you share And the way you smile From here to there 2. With the way you dance And the way you sing 5 ~ I Shut the Door Love is like glue – it sticks us together Lyrics: Anonymous Love is like glue – it sticks us together Tune: Debbie Carroll © 2004 socan It sticks from me to you to me to you to me to l Few things are as mysterious as a closed door, you to me to you! and I like to imagine that this one is hiding a treasure box inside a big dark castle. 1. Hand to hand, hand to hand I shut the door and I lock it tight Stick your hand to my hand (clap hands on the word ‘shut’, then interlock fingers) 2. Foot to foot, foot to foot I put the key right out of sight Stick your foot to my foot (hold up one pointer finger, then hide it behind Now put your knee to my knee, knee to knee your back) Stick your knee to my knee I find the key (bring back the pointer finger) 3. Elbow to elbow, elbow to elbow To open the door Stick your elbow to my elbow (the other hand, palm flat, is the ’door’) And now it’s thumb to thumb, thumb to And I turn and I turn and I turn some more thumb (turn the ‘key’ into the ‘door’ several times) Stick your thumb to my thumb And then I open the door Now go back to back, back to back Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak! Stick your back to my back (put hands together, then separate them until ken: harmony vocal, guitar, jaw harp, piano, ukulele, they are wide apart) washtub bass debbie & ken: vocal harmony bucky: drums dennis: electric bass ken: door creaks and slams, 7 ~ Which is the Way the Wind Blows? Hammond organ, slide guitar Traditional Dutch cradle song l This quiet-time song has been passed down from 6 ~ Love is Like Glue generation to generation and across the sea. The Debbie Carroll © 1990 socan images are so lovely that a baby might sense the l I wrote this song when my children were very rocking of the waves as she waltzes in her grownup’s little and seemed to cling to my knees wherever we arms. went. Do the actions with a partner; try them both Which is the way the wind blows sitting and standing! Over the silver sea Love is like glue – it sticks us together Bringing a ship for father And a golden dream for me eve, ken: vocal harmony bucky: drums chris: Which is the way the wind blows harmonica dennis: double bass kevin: tambourine Over the silver sea ken: electric guitar, piano Bringing a gown for mother And a silver shoe for me 9 ~ At the Bottom of the Sea Adapted from a Danish singing game. Vs. 2,3,4: Which is the way the wind blows Debbie Carroll Over the silver sea l There are many beautiful things in the underwater Bringing a moon for mother world – swimming fish, crawling crabs, swaying plants And a tiny star for me and smooth sand. Perhaps you would like to make ken: autoharp up verses about snails or whales or jellyfish. 1. At the bottom of the sea (tap the floor to the 8 ~ Train is a-comin’ beat) Traditional All the fish are swimming (put palms of hands l This train goes through fields and towns, across together and wiggle them like a fish) mountains and over bridges, all day and all night Here and there and everywhere (tickle head, long. Climb aboard! toes, and then all over) Train is a-comin’, oh ya Oh, baby, baby, we love you! (big hug) Train is a-comin’, oh ya Train is a-comin’, train is a-comin’ 2. At the bottom of the sea Train is a-comin’, oh ya All the crabs are crawling (fingers scamper sideways across the floor) Better get a ticket, oh ya Here and there and everywhere Better get a ticket, oh ya Oh, baby, baby, we love you! Better get a ticket, better get a ticket Better get a ticket, oh ya 3. At the bottom of the sea All the plants are swaying (reach up high and There’s room for all the children, oh ya lean from side to side) There’s room for all the children, oh ya Here and there and everywhere There’s room for all the children, room for all the Oh, baby, baby, we love you! children Room for all the children, oh ya 4. At the bottom of the sea I’m a little golden bee All the sand is smooth (draw hands slowly Working in the clover across arms and legs, or through the air) From the flower to the hive Here and there and everywhere All the wide world over Oh, baby, baby, we love you! eve, kathy, ken: vocal harmony bucky: drums I’m a little golden bee chris: trumpet ernie: soprano saxophone ken: guitar Working in the clover scott: tuba Nectar sweet, honey smooth All the wide world over 10 ~ I’m a Little Golden Bee / The Bee with the Bagpipe I’m a little golden bee Lyrics Anonymous, adapted Working in the clover Additional verses and Tune: Debbie Carroll © 2000 / Here I go, there I go Traditional Irish: ‘Chanter’s Tune’ All the wide world over l When I am in my garden, I love to listen to ben: hurdy-gurdies, tambourine drum the sound of bees as they gather nectar from the ken: Tibetan bell flowers.